I Don't Want the World to See Me

New Term.

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Hello!

I am far from a pro writer and sorry for any typos! I'll try to fix them later.

This is the chapter wherein the main 2 character meet.

Sorry if it starts off quite boring.. just trying to set a scene :)

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My 7.00am alarm went off. I groaned and rolled over in bed to turn it off and go back to sleep but as i did, mum burst in and opened my curtains while humming some pop tune.

"Come on Lace! First day of the new term! I've ironed your uniform and it's at the foot of your bed" she said, patting the black and white materials sitting neatly at my feet. I just stared at them, our uniform was nothing special, black with white shirts and a black blazer. Mum watched me staring blankly and cleared her throat for attention. My eyes snapped up fast but sleepy to meet hers, she sighed, "Come on, you dont want to be late on your first day back" she patted my clothes one more time like they were a pet and then left to let me get changed.

I climbed out of bed and sighed.

Goodbye boring holidays hello boring school.

I pulled off my baggy pajamas and pulled on my pants and bra - not that i needed a bra. I stood in the mirror and stared at myself. if i must have fat on my thighs can i pleasehave it on my chest too? or better yet, just remove it from my thighs.

I pulled out the scales from under my bed (that i stole from the bathroom last night) and weighed myself. 50kg. Great. This is offically my heaviest ever.

I continued to dress myself, then checked in the full length mirror- my skirt and tights slimmed me down, hiding the fat on my bum and upper thighs. I added a black scarf to the look so it hid white my shirt between the scarf and the blazer. I was all black. Just as i like it.

I didnt bother with makeup- nothing could fix this ugly face so there was no point trying. I wished my brown hair wasnt so.. brown and wavy and flat and open. I had a center parting with no fringe- i hated how much face that allowed people to see. Can I not go to school with a paper bag over my head?

I sighed and put myself out of my misery by turning away from the mirror. I checked the hallway was clear. It was. I quickly smuggled the scales out of my room and back into the bathroom then went downstairs.

Mum was hoovering- just mum things i guess. I swear the floor wasn't even dirty.

I poured myself a bowl of cereal and pulled the blue milk out of the fridge- full fat. Great. Because i really need that. Sitting down, I took small spoonfuls of cereal into my mouth, chewing for ages and staring at mum slyly the whole time.

She stopped for a moment and sighed, "I'm just going out to the bins honey! This bag's full" I grunted an "ok" and waited to hear the door slam.

When it did, I rushed off my seat and tipped the cereal into the bin, hiding the evidence with a couple quares of kitchen roll. The door slammed again and i jumped, knowing she was inside again. I stepped away from the bin quickly and put my bowl in the dishwasher.

"I'm gonna be late if i dont leave now." I said, pulling my backpack over my shoulder.

"Alright dear, enjoy your day!" she cherped.

"Thanks mum, will do." I never do.

I pulled on my shoes and popped in my earphones- drowning out the word with Bastille "Flaws" while I walked to the bus stop. I didnt like to get there too early because it meant that I got to stand out as the loser with no friends. It's true, I'm not a socialite, not in the slighest. I get nervous when I have to speak to people, I dont even know why - fair enough, sometimes its the people in my year that just speak to me to take the mick but other times people are genuinely nice and friendly and they still somehow scare me. I just prefer to be alone.